Eva-Maria
Westbroek as Francesca and Marcello Giordani as Paolo il Bello.
Photo: Marty Sohl/ Metropolitan Opera
Photo: Marty Sohl/ Metropolitan Opera
Reviewed by James
Karas
Francesca da Rimini is a melodrama by Riccardo Zandonai based on a classic Italian plot
that nevertheless borrows strands from Wagner and Strauss. The result is a
German-lite, Italian- wavelength opera that is easy on the ears and quite a
spectacle in the Metropolitan Opera’s production beamed around the world.
The Met last produced
Francesca in 1984 and it has dusted
off Piero Faggioni’s production after keeping it in storage for some 27 years.
It is a staging on a Zeffirelian scale with grandiose sets, heroic singing and
an approach that defines grand opera. It has much to recommend it even if it
may appear dated to some.
Francesca’s story has
a pedigree non-pareil: Dante tells
her story in the Inferno in the Canto about the fate of the lustful. Francesca
is led to believe that she is marrying the handsome Paolo but he is merely
standing in for his ugly brother Gianciotto Malatesta. However, she and Paolo
fall madly in love. Without belaboring the obvious, they are discovered and,
four acts later, have an unhappy end. In fact, their fate is so unhappy that Dante
himself fainted upon hearing it!
The libretto is by
Tito Ricordi who based it on a play by Gabriele D’Annunzio who, of course,
started with Dante.
Dutch soprano
Eva-Maria Westbrook has a big, dramatic voice and a marvelous profile to go
with it. Her Francesca is a humanized Wagnerian character, passionate on a big
scale, a fearless woman who seeks her lover in the midst of battle.
Francesca falls in
love with Paolo (tenor Marcello Giordani) on first encounter without a word
being spoken. Giordano has the perfect voice for the role and he seems to
handle the singing and posturing effortlessly. The two get a terrific love duet
in the second act and meet their fate with due heroism.
The bad guys are
Gianciotto (Mark Delavan) and his brother Malatestino (Robert Brubaker).
Delevan has to sing mostly in his upper register and that put some strain on
his voice. However, he never really let us down as Francesca’s creepy husband.
The real baddy is Malatestino, a sadistic little creep who should be brought up
on charges of sexual assault. Brubaker seems to relish the role and gives a
fine performance.
Faggioni, with Set
Designer Ezio Frigerio and Costume Designer Franca Squaricipiano, wants to give
us a production on a grand scale with massive sets, gorgeous costumes and a
cast of thousands, well, maybe just hundreds. The battle scene in the second
act would be the envy of some movie producers. In this one instance, not being
able to see the entire stage of the Metropolitan added to the impression of an
immense panorama.
The characters are
drawn on a heroic scale as well and the mellower love scenes and quieter
moments do nothing to detract from that impression. You cannot get that scale or
style of production every day of the week and you might as well enjoy it when
it comes.
Marco Armiliato
conducted the Metropolitan Opera orchestra with dramatic flair and brought out
the best in the score.
A few words about
what we saw on the screen thanks to Gary Halvorson, the Director for Cinema. Without
putting too fine of a point on it, his direction went from the atrocious to the
execrable. It looked like a hyperactive child with a three-second attention
span playing a video game. Click, click.
The second act is
taken up largely by a battle scene. Grandiose battlements, war cries, crossbows
are all there. Our hero Paolo uses his crossbow to good effect especially if
you consider that he has no arrows. If Halvorson did not repeatedly click on close-ups,
we would not know or care if Paolo’s weapon is loaded.
It gets worse. Paolo
is “shot” by an enemy arrow. Halvorson clicks on a close-up so we can see that
the arrow is stuck on a girder and not on Paolo. Francesca looks for blood,
Paolo acts as if he were hit when it is obvious that nothing has happened. A
respectful longshot would have been immeasurably more effective and the dramatic
scene would not have been reduced to ludicrous.
It gets worse. After
the victory, a servant is about to pour wine in a goblet for the victor. Click
on the pitcher so we can see that she is not pouring anything. The number of
such idiotic close-ups is simply countless. This is directing for cinema at its
level worst. Click.
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Francesca da Rimini by Riccardo Zandonai was shown Live in HD on March 16, 2013 at The Beach
Cinemas, 1651 Queen Street East, Toronto, ON, M4L 1G5 and other theatres across
Canada. For
more information: www.cineplex.com/events
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